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THE HOUR OF THE WOLF by David Roderick
Often one of my daughters howls me to her bed, and like a trained victim I tranceto their denned room to comfort a faceshaped by some dream or another—eyes pressed shut,lips in the nightlight the shade of a dried peach.Isn’t it absurd, an old prince like me, stirred by their delicate mouths? I nuzzle my head into…
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CONVERSATION WITH Adrian Matejka and Conor Bracken
Adrian, thanks for agreeing to talk about your latest book, Somebody Else Sold the World, with me. I’m really excited to talk about it, and the ways that it is contiguous with your larger poetic project, and how it also subverts or cuts new facets into it. One of the things that has always exhilarated me…
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ALL SAID & DONE by C.S. Carrier
I propose an elegythe shape ofa cairn for my father. with 63 wooden objects,one for each year of his life One object is the cube.Some cubes made by laminating woodwith paper, fabric, tool dip,tobacco leaves, eagle feathers. Another object is the box.Some boxes made into bird houses,filled with neon fishing line.White cotton bolls.Some boxes made…
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